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Volume 1 Chapter 1571 - The Lost Return

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    Hundreds of giant dragons flew in groups to the city of Delan, the capital of the Slan Empire. People on the ground who saw this scene all felt the strong visual impact that covered the sky. The invisible pressure from the sky made the dragons fly in groups.  They were almost out of breath, and some timid civilians even simply collapsed on the ground.  The four structure spaceships surrounded by the dragons in the center became inconspicuous.  Until this huge flying formation landed at the Royal Air Cavalry base in the suburbs, everything seemed very peaceful from beginning to end. Except for the roar of the jet propulsion engines and the flapping of the dragons' wings, no dragon roar or announcement was heard.  An existential roar.  Even the most unruly metal dragons and orc supremes have unexpectedly remained unusually quiet.  In fact, after leaving the deepest space in the underground world, almost all intelligent races, without exception, tightly closed their mouths and fell into silence, without even the thought of speaking.  No one can forget what they saw behind the "Gate of the Holy Spirit".  No matter Lin Mo, the Dragon King, or the two sisters Li Muxin and Li Mubing, every intelligent race in the team has not guessed the truth. They (it) have completely overturned their past understanding of the gods worshiped by their tribe and the real gods.  I know that I am still in the process of reshaping and accepting it.  Even now, I still cannot fully digest the shock and throbbing deep in my heart.  The entire landing operation was orderly, and all the intelligent species found their proper positions in the team.  On the tarmac in front of the four constructed spaceships, giant dragons and various intelligent races lined up, everything seemed so natural.  The two teams that killed the god-species "Sagali" Vivianano suffered unexpected "slight" losses, allowing most of the intelligent species involved in the operation to return safely to the surface world.  Dragon King Igfisiluo and the Li sisters originally thought they would reduce their number by a quarter, or even more.  Two giant gold dragons, one dark shadow dragon, three supreme monsters, one supreme monster, three supreme beasts, two supreme spiritual beings, one supreme human, fifteen powerful human beings and eight feathered warriors.  The bodies of the powerful clan members were not left in the underground world. They were all put into the space alchemy memory, as well as nearly a hundred wounded people with varying degrees of injuries.  Such a loss is completely acceptable for the result of successfully killing the god "Sachari" and his high-level subordinates.  It's just that the death of the god "Zacari" is a bit unclear.  According to the explanation of the two sisters Li Muxin and Li Mubing, Vivian Nuo had not cured himself of the fatal injuries caused by high-energy neutron radiation. The attack on the camp was a reflection of the past. The final rampage was achieved by Eric, who has the talent of space system and warlock.  With Xia's help, Lin Mo took the opportunity to counterattack, and the two of them teamed up to kill the god "Sachari" who suddenly became weak.  This explanation is the most reasonable explanation at present.  It is already impossible to speculate on other truths. The body of the god "Sagali" Vivianano was personally destroyed by the Silver Dragon Law Enforcement Captain. Not even ashes were left. God knows whether he was a high-energy person or not.  Weakness caused by neutron radiation.  It is an indisputable fact that nuclear radiation can indeed make people weak and even die, but it has just been exaggerated.  All the intelligent races did not realize that the other living god "Sachari" was right under their noses, and Lin Mo and others worked together to cover up its true identity.  Even the ferocious and tyrannical foodie Gold Dragon Clan has been taken care of, so naturally they won't care about raising another foodie "Sachari". As long as it is tied to its stomach, there will be no fear of it causing demonic moths.  When "eating" becomes a culture, it is a matter of course to use it as a special weapon. There are countless real-life cases.  The simple and crude, unskilled food of the "Sagali" people, when it comes to real culture, is of course like a liberal arts primary school student encountering all kinds of beatings from sports school students.  - "The dragon tribe stays where it is! Other intelligent races can choose to rest here or move around freely. If you want to enter Delan City, please report in advance and try not to go alone. We will arrange guides and shopping needs  Cash, okay, disband!" With the help of the external tweeter on the surface of the communication ship and the communicator carried by every intelligent race, Li Muchin's voice spread to every corner of the tarmac.  It is not the time for everyone to go back to their homes and find their own mothers. Even though the god "Sagali" Vivianano has been successfully killed, this war is not over yet, and the counterattack against the alien races outside the world has just begun.  Except for the giant dragon clan, most of the Warcraft, Monster Beasts and Youye clan chose to stay. They were not very interested in going out for shopping and resting on the spot with the wounded.  Like the human race, feathers??, the intelligent races of the Orcs, Demons and Spirits did not intend to compete with those big guys for territory or to crowd into the air cavalry base to do nothing. They formed small teams, holding bulging money bags, under the leadership of human guides.  , take a bus to the imperial capital fifteen kilometers away to boost GDP for the Srilanka Empire.  The people from the Light Temple and the Dark Temple who followed them into the city were not worried about where they would end up. The Light Prayer Hall and the Dark Temple facing each other in the Dragon God Square were their strongholds. If they didn¡¯t mind a little squeeze,  Enough to accommodate everyone.  Watching the many intelligent races on the tarmac disperse one after another, Li Muchin couldn't help but sigh, and looked at the maids who had finished lining up. Alexia stood inconspicuously among the many maids. Her gaze changed from  The other party swept the ground without leaving a trace and said, "Let's go home!" As soon as the words fell, everyone's faces showed joy.  The truth about the "Garden of the Gods" Langarondori ruins is a very heavy topic that no one wants to mention at this time. Other intelligent races have remained silent for the same reason.  - Priest Okoro, who once had the honorary title of "Judge of Light" within the Court of Light, no longer has the decisiveness of the former adjudicator, nor can he see the dullness and slowness of the common old stonemason.  As usual, he stood under the statue of the god in the splendid prayer hall, preaching the light doctrine selflessly.  To stay away from the life of a judge who fights and kills and the lonely and ordinary work of a stonemason, he has a prayer hall that is completely his own, and stands in front of the believers in light every day to preach doctrines or give blessings. This is his long-cherished wish.  .  Now, in front of him, the devout believers who filled the main hall of the prayer hall listened carefully to his preaching. Only one person's voice echoed in the entire prayer hall, which made Okro extremely satisfied deep in his heart.  There are no regrets in this life, even if I die next moment, I will be willing to do so.  The vast majority of people in the prayer hall had no idea that the white-haired, kind-faced old priest standing in front of them actually had his hands covered in blood, and he was no less than an executioner. In fact, the judges of the Holy Court of Light were originally  He does the same job as an executioner.  The energy of the light element system in the lobby rippled slightly. Just halfway through the daily routine of preaching, a group of people suddenly poured into the door of the prayer hall.  Okoro's pupils shrank slightly, and he stopped involuntarily while preaching. His right hand quietly touched his waist. A small brocade bag with high-grade quality and exquisite embroidery hung there. Only those who are familiar with him know that "Brightness"  Even if he became the kind old priest who presided over the prayer hall, the famous weapon of "Judge" has never left his side for a moment.  "We'll be here for now, let's all rest for a quarter of an hour." Okro decisively stopped the preaching ceremony. In the next second, a look of relief appeared on his face, but soon it was full of surprise.  The believers in the light in the prayer hall did not disperse. Not only Okro, they also had their eyes widened and stood there staring at the uninvited guests who entered the main hall and the light element energy filling the main hall.  The energy of the dark element system that is completely out of place is as eye-catching as the billowing black smoke rising into the sky during the day.  What are the Dark Believers doing here?  He actually came in with the bishops of the Holy Court of Light!  More and more people are reacting and feel incredible. Could it be that today¡¯s Holy Sun of Flame rises from the west?  Among the people who arrived, one of the first people said: "Okro! Arrange a quiet place for us, we need to meditate, huh? What is your expression?" The person who spoke was "January" Bishop Pan  Zhi Mo, his tone was as rude as ever, but he quickly noticed that the reaction of this old "Judge of Light" seemed a bit strange.  "You, why are you bringing the people from the Dark Templar?" Okro pointed behind the other party in a daze.  He actually found two chief priests of the Dark Temple among the bishops, as well as a dozen strangers who could not hide the fluctuations of dark elements on their bodies.  Shouldn¡¯t these people fight?  What does it mean to mix together regardless of camp?  The old priest was immediately confused.  "What? Ah!~" Pan Zhimo looked back, and his old-fashioned and serious expression immediately became exciting.  What kind of ghost are the two chief priests of the Dark Temple and a few people sneaking into the Light Prayer Hall with them?     besides!  More importantly, Bishop Donqi in "February", Bishop Molun in "June" and Bishop Yiklin in "September"?  Where have they gone?    The bishops who finally reacted suddenly felt that something was not good, and things were about to get serious.  "What's wrong with you?" Dardo, the fifth chief priest of the Dark Temple, raised his head blankly and came back from his contemplation. He looked around and suddenly screamed in fright.  "Ah!~ Where is this place?" "What? Dardo! Uh!~" The seventh priest Baria, who reacted one after another, looked around, and the corners of his mouth twitched. I strangled him. The old hen fell into the weasel's nest.  .  ¡ª¡ª (~^~)
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